Danger

It has been almost two weeks and still no sign of Carter. This has turned into more than just my brother getting himself into trouble. If he was hurt or killed, we would have heard something by now, so something is up.

April has been great. We quietly put the word out to those that we can trust, otherwise
I have tried to maintain business as normal. “My brother is out of town on business” is the line I’ve been giving. Of course, Nick has been incorrigible. He wants to throw a party since my brother is gone, but I can’t tell him why I’m in no mood for a party. He can be sweet and all, but I know he just won’t be able to handle the truth. It’s made him reasonably angry, and he unfairly took it out on Douglas, who I think I can trust enough to confide in. So, as you can guess, my lovelife has been turning into a bit of a mess, and I was annoyed at Carter up till now. Now, I am worried.

I’m trying to step up the search. Carter will lecture me once this is over, I’m sure, but I thought it might be time to notify the authorities. After all, the government supposedly knows we are here. I didn’t know how to go about talking to the right people, but I figured Carter must have left some way for me to bypass the protocols without him. He was ridiculously thorough.

Douglas and I tried breaking into my brother’s safe in the garage, and that’s when it hit me. His car. Since he got his new car, he has been modifying it. I thought he was just improving on the human technology of the engine, but when Douglas looked at it, I could tell from his reaction that it was definitely beyond anything he expected in a car. My brother has been using the new car to build our alien technology. So, I turned it on.

That’s when I got the message.

The satellite radio that was installed in the car was modified to be a communication device back to our homeworld. It didn’t work properly, I could tell. I think that’s why Carter didn’t tell me about it yet. But it definitely connected to someone. I didn’t realize it at first, but the satellite station it picked up was all Prince music. I remembered what Carter told me about our Prince being on this planet. I had hoped he had gone to see him for us to meet back with our people again. As I adjusted the satellite radio controls, I found a message coming in. I was relieved at first. I was sure it was Carter. It was not.

I don’t know who it was. I don’t know if the person or being on the other end could hear me as I hear them, but the message was clear as can be:

“Danger. Mission compromised. Retrieve priority assets. Disavow and liquidate all others.”

We are in more trouble than I thought. Brother, if you are out there, I'm coming to find you.